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As I aged, my sleeping habits have changed. Sleep was uninterrupted and deep when I was young. I could easy sleep in at times. With age, that has changed. I’m up earlier and don’t sleep as well. I attributed it to the aches and pains that go with age. Read more…

Rhubarb is a strange thing. It isn’t a fruit but I love a rhubarb custard pie as much as the fruit variety. It reminds me of the local farmers with the query about whether the rain will hurt the rhubarb — those old goat in the small farming community I grew up in would stand in their overall and complain about the weather that was never up to their needs. I guess I’ve become one of those old farts with more complaints than compliments. Read more…

Well, it was just one comment/request by Sparky; but around here in these non-poker days, that seems huge. I’m supposed to post — like that means much. I do like to write. I have done it in a forum of late that gives me my Jones. Since poker, I’ve had a hard time thinking anything I could say had much originality. That created a path more toward plagiarism than content. Threw in a bit more snarky to try to give some entertainment value. Read more…

If you watched the wrap up of the Boston sadness, you saw a lot of folks that you might not be familiar with unless you are from Boston. But there was one we all know but may not love a lot more than the bombers. Read more…

In case you forgot, today’s supposed to be the end of the world. Looks like you can sit by the Tall Coniferous Holiday Totem (Christmas Tree in PCSpeak) and down some eggnog. Maybe a little red headed girl will show up and sing Tomorrow. Beat snakes showing up after too many eggnogs. Read more…

I kinda like that one. It is certainly a memorable zither piece. It is all about spies and such. Of course, death and danger lurked in every doorway. Not a job you might recommend to the children you have or like. Well, hold on there. After all it is a cyber age and often the real threat may be to one’s eye sight from staring at a screen. Read more…

I just ate. My sympathy goes out to those of you scarfing down dry turkey. This may have been one of the best meals I’ve cooked/eaten. If I’d put a little more effort in it, they’d raise statues in my honor. Aging doesn’t favor flavors. I remember tastes from when my buds were far more sensitive. It hard to live with that at times. Today, the stars aligned and luck and skill merged. Read more…

Won’t you come on in? Oh, you have or you wouldn’t be reading this. Here is a message of import. Hedging the bet, I am typing it a week ahead. It does carry a good risk:reward though — decent outs. Read more…